We are all cells of a much larger body, and like the cells of our own body it is hard for us to glimpse the whole pattern of the whole of what is happening, and yet we can sense that there is a purpose, and there is a pattern.

The psychedelic mind is a higher dimensional mind, it is not fit for three dimensional space time.

There has been no progress in 60,000 years in reducing the psychedelic experience to a known quantity. It is as terrifying, as awesome, as ecstatic, as irreducible to us as it was to them.

Eschaton comes from the Greek word 'echatos', which just means the end.

What I've observed, and I think it's fair to give credit to the psychedelic experience for this, what I've observed is that nature builds on previously established levels of complexity.

Because this is the world that science built, with the henchmen of capitalism and Christianity.

The numinous depth of the mystery that seems to have called us out of the animal mind is completely impenetrable to modern analysis.